Page 189 of Seeds of Malice

Why am I doing this?

Stick with the plan.

Fuck, she always feels good.

Ivy works my cock, and I groan.

Bobby steps closer, warning, "Get ready, Ivy."

"Bobby," I mutter, but Ivy presses her mouth to mine. Before I can say anything else, he slides inside her, and an incoherent, muffled sound flies out of her mouth, vibrating against mine.

"Oh my God, this is so hot," Lilly breathes over us, stepping closer so her knees are on the sides of my head.

Bobby and I fall into our rhythm. Every time I slide out of Ivy, he slides in.

"Dax," Ivy moans, her eyes fluttering.

Lilly strokes her head, then kisses her neck.

"Oh God, oh God," Ivy whimpers.

"Fucking little slut," Bobby grunts, pounding into her harder.

It feels better than I dreamed. I should be giddy with excitement. But all I want to do is kill Bobby for touching her.

Ivy violently convulses between us.

"Fucking whore," Bobby snarls, his face red.

She's just a girl from West Virginia. A pawn in my game.

She's more than that.

I love her.

Emotions overpower me. I kiss Ivy as hard as I can. She ends our kiss, her mouth forming an O and her body trembling in an out-of-control state.

Lilly uses the pause to step between us.

Her ass hits my face. She shoves her pussy in Ivy's.

Bobby grabs Ivy's head and demands, "Suck on Lilly."

Ivy says something I can't comprehend.

Don't let her.

My cock swells bigger. Zings sit on the edge of my cells.

"Please, Ivy. Please. I need it. Lick me," Lilly desperately calls out.

"Do it," Bobby says and holds her face to Lilly's pussy.

"Wait, Bobby," I call, but Ivy's fingers appear around Lilly's waist. She digs her fingers in her ass and, to my shock, begins to eat her out.

"You're such good fucking sluts," Bobby praises.

I shut my eyes, unable to stop the testosterone flowing through me, continuing to thrust inside her.

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